Not for me
Two months a year the sun does not rise where she lives
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.44
- vocal at
- 5.4s
- length
- 4:03
- language
- No
lyrics
I came in on the six-fifteen bus Past fish crates wet with thawing snow Your window held a woolen hat And dust on the sill in rows The kettle shone beside the sink A cracked blue bowl, one spoon, one stain You had your own two hands to use And mine were not the same I stood by the door with my keys You spoke while stacking plates for tea The chair by the stove stayed pushed in Like it had learned to be free Not for me Not for me Not for me Not for me I fold my coat and leave it there The room goes on without my name At dawn the harbor showed its rings Grey ice along the pilings low A dog barked once from the net shed And the gulls paced to and fro You shelled potatoes by the pan You never looked back for my face I washed my cup in cold tap water And found my place was not this place The radio hissed from the shelf A weather report and nothing more Your boots stood dry by the mat Mine made a line on the floor Not for me Not for me Not for me Not for me I fold my coat and leave it there The room goes on without my name I packed the scarf you lent me once The one with salt in every thread You kept the lamp low over books And turned the page instead I watched the ferry cut the bay White foam against the black No hand reached out from the pier And I did not ask you back Not for me Not for me Not for me Not for me I fold my coat and leave it there The room goes on without my name